Sticks & Stones Lyrics

There's roads we could take but we're stuck in the sand

And I've never seen the white dove sail

And our missile defense systems ever expand

Making it safe to exhale

When supply and demand are the laws of the land

It's the poor man who's headed to jail

The answers escape me I feel so alone

I'm picking up sticks and stones

The man on the mountain is closing his eyes

And he takes one last look out to sea

And people proclaim "Never compromise!"

They're choosing to die or live free

If we don't know the truth are we still telling lies

Or is it just idiocy?

The answers escape me I feel so alone

I'm picking up sticks and stones

Distracted and feeble and jealous and scared

Hurry and sound the alarm

We march to the beat of a party line snare

And nothing gets done except harm

When speedy and public don't always mean fair

You better just turn up the charm

The answers escape me I feel so alone

I'm picking up sticks and stones

The answers escape me I feel so alone

I'm picking up sticks and stones

I'm picking up sticks and stones